This is a song about "Rip woowoo"

As i rip you apart with perfect precision

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

So i can rip out your voice box,

Your lyrics im gna rip threw

I was twelve when the gunned you

Tats out and my hair long

Smack a bong, rip the gong

The fucking college trying to rip me off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Rip this shit like cling film

This ain't easy, im thinking

So here i am at the store for some chips

Who knew i could rip these lyrics

Rip apart their brains through lyrical dissection,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin